The reason is actually very simple, the referee cannot end.

Although Cheng Chumo is a rough man, he doesn't know what official position the "referee" is.

But he understood the truth. This kind of villainous relationship is too common in the army.

So after thinking for a while, I had to sigh.

"Ah... since that's the case, I'll wait for this guy to perform."

Cheng Chumo understood that at this time, he could only look at others' own.

Helped at the beginning, it can be regarded as a righteous move.

But now, the guy in black has taken on it himself.

If you go to help again, it would be like helping him give in. He can only win this battle by himself.

How can other scholars around you not understand this in their hearts?

but……

Thinking about the harsh demands made by Cui Pinyu, I couldn't help but feel scared and sweated.

"What should I do? Do I really need a seven-step poem?"

"It's over. Even if this young master is a master, he is not Cao Zhi!"

In fact, many scholars vaguely accepted Cui Pinyu's statement.

Of course, I still support Li Sheng in my heart. After all,... such poems are too rare and excellent.

No scholar would doubt that this poem will be remembered forever sooner or later.

Even many of them planned to turn around and write a piece of calligraphy and hang it in their study.

but……

Cui Pinyu's words also made them think of them.

This poem is very likely to be written before.

It would be too difficult if I had a seven-step poem temporarily now!

Wang Fuchou frowned at this time, and there was an expression of displeasure in his eyes.

This Cui Pinyu really thinks that she no longer exists.

Just because he is messing around here, he can exil him thousands of miles in one sentence, and he will become a slave immediately without betting.

Although Cui's family in Qinghe is powerful, how could he be an enemy of him for such an unknown and unfamiliar child? What's more, his connections in the court are not a joke.

However, the problem is just as Changsun Chong said.

Li Sheng has already taken the call, and this time he can't even help him.

If this helps him, it would be like announcing that this young man was showing his timidity in disguise.

How can this work?

With the poem just now, I was willing to worship this young man as my teacher. How could I do this to help me out?

But I was anxious and angry, and I was afraid this game would be difficult.

Cao Zhi became a poem in seven steps, and he was able to achieve it in danger, and his level was actually average.

If you are as powerful as a teacher, you may not fool ordinary poems.

At that time... I'm afraid I'll fall... Alas!

For a moment, Wang Fuchou thought he was a little shameful because he also felt... he suddenly became a disciple just now, and it seemed a bit hasty!

It was in a state of anger and anxiety.

Li Sheng laughed.

"Seven steps into poetry? Sorry, it's really unnecessary."

"So I'll keep drinking, I'll have a pot of wine and a poem!"

...

As soon as Li Sheng spoke, the audience was shocked again.

A pot of wine and a poem?

Isn't this even more exaggerated!?

It is difficult to write poetry. You are so irritating. How can you write poetry?!

You are trying to die, big guy!

Almost everyone felt that Li Sheng was a little too confident, but the wine was still served!

Cui Pinyu had given up treatment. When he heard that Li Sheng dared to take action like this, he was stunned for a moment.

Then he immediately shouted: "Who knows how long will you drink this pot of wine? Don't drink it until next month...ah?!"

Cui Pinyu's words have not finished,

Li Shenggao raised the wine pot in his hand and opened the mouth in the air!

The whole audience was as quiet as if a needle could be heard.

At this time, Empress Changsun, who was standing far away from the attic and originally planned to send someone to capture Cui Pinyu, was also stunned.

Not only her, but also the families of the officials around her were stunned at this moment.

This talent, this domineering aura...

I'm afraid I'm not really reincarnated?????

...

A pot of wine, Li Sheng drank it all in one go.

Then he looked at Cui Pinyu with some confusion.

"Did you make a question?"

This sip of wine may only take a few seconds.

Compared to the seven steps that were fast or slow, the time was almost one-tenth.

——Li Sheng’s action is to declare:

I'm too lazy to play with you any text game.

Talking about a pot of wine is a pot of wine!

One pot at a time!

...

Cui Pinyu took a breath and knew that something was going to happen today.

But today, can we still deny the water that has been poured out by the words that have been said?

Thinking about the question, I still asked myself, Cui Pinyu tried hard to get some calmness.

"Okay, the first song is about the mountain!"

“The limited time starts!”

Since ancient times, many people have written poems, but few people chant mountains have outstanding ones.

Cui Pinyu gritted her teeth secretly, today I am not afraid of not letting you down!

However, when he heard Cui Pinyu's question, Li Sheng just started drinking lightly.

In the blink of an eye, another pot of food was taken.

"How about Dai Zongfu, Qi Lu Qing..."

...

How about Dai Zongfu? Qi and Lu Qing are still alive.

The creation is full of gods, and the yin and yang are divided into darkness.

The clouds are growing in the chest, and the birds are coming back into the eyes.

You will be on the top of the mountain and overlook the small mountains.

A poem ends.

Li Sheng drank the little wine left in the pot indifferently.

This poem to look at the moon came out.

In an instant, the audience was stunned.

If the previous "Jinse" expresses the sigh of regret and the painful pursuit of ideals, because the image is obscure and lacks in infectiousness.

Most people are in a state of being unaware of their own strength.
To be continued...